The last few months have been insanely busy with gun tests. If they find me squashed flat like the Wicked Witch Of The East beneath a shipping container of assorted rifles and ammunition, you’ll know Farago is to blame for my demise. And you’ll know I died happy.
Our Maximum Leader has been channeling his own Rio Hierro of guns from the manufacturers straight to my gun safe (with a GCA-mandated detour through my FFL guy, of course). My latest specimen: the folding-stock Arsenal SLR-106 AK in 5.56 NATO. The full review will be weeks in the making, but this hot Bulgarian is already showing me that AKs don’t have to be craptastic bullet-hoses when they’re put together right. Stay tuned . . .